*wonders why Lomion didn't turn up for this lesson*
*decides he's clearly not motivated and therefore not deserving benefitting from his genius*

*decides to devote his time to something more worthwhile and writes a poem in honour of his love*

( ((The mun here. If you have a weak stomach, please look away now.)) )

*composes several madrigals in Ingwe's honour*

I can't believe he got so stuck on her when he was waiting to break my heart's fall. *sigh*

Life is good.

*STRUTS*

:D :D

<3

*stumbles out of the cupboard to do some busking*

*Knows its beneath him.*

*but it's a living*

*tootles on his flutle*

EDIT:((A NOTE FROM THE MUN:

Daeron got laid. The world is ending. So long folks. It's been nice knowing you. ))

I was the best musician in Elfinesse. Then, I arrive here and for some reason, everyone prefers him to me.

I was the accompanist and confidante of Luthien. Then all of a sudden she decides she wants to get lessons from that Feanorian git and marry that high-King person.But then I was the butt of all the jokes, no one liked me, everyone made fun ( Read more... )

Meh...it's cold...where the heck am I? Why am I in this robe? Where are my clothes? And why do I smell so bad!?

*remembers*

*shudder*

Right. H0+ b@+h 1st. MuS+ h@\/3 b33n sum+h1ng 1 @+3. \/\/hy @m 1 +@1king leik +hi5, OMG, +his is S0 \/\/eiRd...

*mixes up a super duper high protien energising wowee health drink*

*smiles for his body is a temple*

EDIT: *comes back in adds the last ingredient to his drink and downs it*

*settles to practice his flute*
*stomach roils* :s

Eeeep. Ow.

ERUFUCKINGILLUVATAR!!!!

*runs for the outside privy*
*too late*

*cries*

Do I really deserve to be drugged, vomited on, mauled by a dog and shot in the kneecap? I mean, really?

*is in a disgustingly good mood because he managed to maintain a conversation with a woman, without her even once using the words, 'You sad pathetic prick.'*

*has to think long and hard about how to from the words*

MY LORD! There's danger lurking in the pub!

NIXOLIANT! Half-Spider, half-Republican, ALL EVIL! It's in the pub and it's going to destroy Aman. It must be stopped, to arms!

I'll go to the armoury first, I'll be quicker because I can fly!

AHAHAHA! You won't catch me, granny!